November 25th, 6:30 in the morning.

When queuing up to call, the housekeeper naturally found that Xian Xiaoxiao and her roommate were missing.

They immediately informed Professor Tang and checked the surveillance camera. Judging from the surveillance video, no one came out of the dormitory after the lights were turned off.

Things are strange, but the wardens are not agents and don’t think so much. Anyway, people are gone now... just look for them.

In order to find these two escapees, the people in the entire center, including the housekeeper, did not eat breakfast.

From seven in the morning, the patients were ordered to stay in the room and not go out, and all the doors of their dormitory were locked; while the housekeepers conducted a carpet-style search in the entire center, under the beds of each dormitory, under the tables of each office, and at the corners of each classroom... they were searched all over.

But the result...apparently, it's not.

For Kageori, taking away by night was too simple. Even if they were to check all the street surveillance within a radius of ten miles, they would not be able to find them.

This successful escape made Uncle Tang very unhappy.

After completely confirming that the two were no longer in the center, he did not notify the escaped parents as soon as possible, but instead summoned all the patients to the large classroom used to give comments, preparing to temporarily "additional class" for them.

He wanted to tell the remaining patients - don't think that if someone ran away, you can also think about it.

He wanted to find a few people who were close to Xian Xiaoxiao and took them to "treat" them on the grounds that they "didn't discover the intention of their allies to escape in time."

Or, just find a few people... and find a few people whom he usually doesn't like, or who want to make a mistake after a moment of shooting.

Anyway, he wanted to vent because this incident made him feel that his majesty was challenged.

However, at 10 o'clock in the morning, when all the patients were gathered and Uncle Tang stood on the podium to prepare to start the lecture... a change happened.

Those patients... the children suddenly began an organized riot.

In the years when the center opened, there were incidents where three or five people formed a gang and tried to resist violently or escape. However, no matter how hard the three or five teenagers fought, they could not be the opponent of a dozen high-ranking middle-aged prisoners... So those children failed in the end.

After several incidents like this, Uncle Tang had a countermeasure. He continued to strengthen control and added targeted terms that needed to be sent to "treatment" to kill similar incidents in the budding stage.

After years of adjustment, there have been no such examples of more than four people conspiring to resist in the center for a long time.

Unexpectedly... today, a "collective rebellion" came directly, and the more than 100 "patients" actually participated in the action. Moreover, their behavior was like being possessed. Everyone seemed very efficient and fearless. Even if they were knocked down by the fist or electric baton of the ward, they would immediately get up and rush forward again.

If you have to describe it, it is more like an attack by zombies or robots than a riot.

There is no doubt that this is the effect of nanomechanical viruses...

The housekeepers were not controlled because they usually had rest and shifts, and even if they went to work, they did not eat every meal in the cafeteria.

But in this case, even if the housekeepers are not controlled, their resistance will be collapsed. When they realize that the situation is no longer controlled, their first reaction is naturally to escape. Originally, for them, the housekeeper is just a job, not a lifelong career, let alone any loyalty... They don't want to cause any accidents for Professor Tang or this center.

Unfortunately... all this happened too quickly; if someone turned around and ran away as soon as the riot occurred, there might be a chance to escape, but the housekeepers could not react like that... Three of them were intercepted in the corridor on the first floor leading to the main entrance of the building, and one was found and caught while trying to hide in the women's bathroom.

In less than five minutes, from the first floor to the fourth floor, all the prisoners were pressed to the ground by the patients; their faces became distorted by fear... They roared, screamed, and struggled with all their strength, but this was undoubtedly futile. People controlled by the mechanical virus would never relax in this struggle, and they would not be scared by them.

"Why are you afraid to this point?" After a moment, suddenly, all the patients... no matter where they were, spoke at the same second, and said the same sentence in unison.

This strange situation seemed to be like more than a hundred voices being controlled by the same will... it was unbelievable, but it was happening in reality.

"Is some instinct telling you that something more terrible than death is about to happen to you?" A few seconds later, like the previous sentence, the patients spoke neatly again, "Ha... but in fact, something may not necessarily happen, right?"

Meanwhile, outside the main building, in the parking lot.

Zilin had already changed into a casual suit that he got from somewhere, and headed towards the main building with leisurely steps.

At this moment, he was holding a walkie-talkie in his hand. The two words he said to the walkie-talkie first, and then "broadcast" them through the mouths of each controlled person.

"Fear is just a choice. The root of your fear is not the objective situation that is happening, but the "sin" in your heart.

"'Sin' is equal. When people hurt others, they are actually changing themselves.

"Those who are a little smarter can realize this; so when they sow the cause of sin, they will reflect and respect... Even if the consequences may not come, they will make themselves realize accordingly.

"And you guys... it's a bit ridiculous to show this reaction when they go from being abused to being abused, right?

"A person who truly has a heart of healing and salvation will not be afraid, because the faith firm...whether the objectively right or wrong, at least subjectively fearless.

"You are afraid because you know very well what you are doing.

"Since you are willing to make a living by persecuting others, why not do well the enlightenment that one day will be swallowed by sin?"

At this point, he happened to walk to the corridor on the first floor and stood in front of a housekeeper.

"You...what do you want to do..." the policeman asked him this question in a trembling voice.

Zilin looked at the other person from a high place. The look was not the look of looking at people, or even animals, but it seemed like he was looking at something, a piece of garbage.

Zi did not answer the other party until his death. He just bent down and gently tapped the other party's shoulder with his index finger. After a second... the body of the housekeeper instantly turned into a pool of liquid.

"Ah! Ah--" The other two housekeepers who saw this scene immediately screamed.

But Zilin's steps did not stop, and the patients who held the housekeeper were indifferent and carried out their mission like robots.

In this way, he went up one by one, one by one; along the way, he turned all the subdued wardens into "corpse-bloods" with only his head, and finally... came to the fifth floor.

Although the electronic door of the entire building is now fully open, the door on the fifth floor is still closed.

The corridor where the dean’s office and monitoring room are located is different from the four floors downstairs, and there are independent backup generators. Even if someone smashes the power supply box outside the building, the power here can last for a long time.

"Uncle Tang, you are quite smart." Zi stopped before walking to the electronic door. He looked up and said to the camera above the door, "When he found that something was wrong, everyone else subconsciously ran downstairs, and you were the only one who ran upstairs instead."

He said slowly, looking very calm: "You know very well that at your age, at this moment when you are 'flying each other', 80% of the corps officers will be squeezed back by the gang of corps officers; take a step back... Even if they 'let the leader go first' and you successfully escape from the building, you may still be caught up by the children on the street, and then be beaten or crippled in a very short time..." He paused and continued, "As the same is true, it is unrealistic to drive away. Even if you successfully get in the car, you will be blocked in the car and cannot drive out of the parking lot. After doing so... escaping to the exit is a dead end. The real way to live is to run to the safest place in this building to hide, call the police quickly, and wait for the police to come over to control the situation before coming out."

Every sentence of Zilin's words came to Professor Tang's ears clearly because Professor Tang was in the surveillance room now, looking at the surveillance screen with sweat on his head.

"You should already know that I am a capable person now, but you don't know why you can't call, right?" Zilin continued, "Actually, you don't have to worry about that. Since the resources I have at hand are strong enough to control more than 100 people in this center and block the communication signals of this building... it's easy."

He paused for a while and left Professor Tang with some time to think.

"Uncle Tang, I know you are looking at me in the monitoring room, and I also know that there is a secret room in your office... You are now considering whether to come out of the monitoring room and run to the secret room to hide." Every word from Zilin was like a wall... These walls cut off Professor Tang's retreat and choice one by one, gradually forcing him to a desperate situation. "I might as well say it straight... It is easy for me to open this door, and it is also easy to open the door of your secret room. You know the situation in this center. As long as you cut off external communication, your chances of being rescued in a short period of time... are probably very slim."

He licked his lips and showed a kind smile: "Now, I will give you two choices... First, open this door yourself and let me in; second, I force the door open and come in.

"If you choose one, I will come in alone without bringing anyone, and all I have to do is talk to you, and after the conversation, I will leave.

"But if you choose two..."

He didn't finish his words, but paused again and added: "Oh, of course... I can understand what you are most worried about; you can rest assured, I can swear... I will never kill you. Even if you choose not to open the door now, I will not kill you."

After saying this, the door... opened after about twenty seconds.

Zilin smiled and walked slowly in.

When he walked to the middle of the corridor, Professor Tang also moved out of the monitoring room timidly.

"You...hey, hey, hey, hey..." When Zilin approached, Professor Tang wanted to say something, but as soon as he said a word, he suddenly poked the waist with an electric baton taken out by Zilin... He continued to be electric until he fainted, and Zilin turned off the switch.

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Fifteen minutes later, Professor Tang woke up from a brief coma and found that he had been tied to the "treatment bed" in his secret room.

At this time, Zilin was standing on a table, stretching out his arms and tinking something on the corner of the ceiling.

"You...you said...no..." Professor Tang said half a vague sentence.

Zilin just finished his work. He put away his hands, jumped down from the table, and continued, "Yes, I said 'I will never kill you'. Are you still alive now?"

Professor Tang took a breath and said with his numb tongue: "If you say...I...I'll open the door by myself...then..."

"Yes, I'm doing it all the time to keep my promises." Zilin said, "Look, I came in alone, right? And I'm indeed going to talk to you and leave after the conversation."

"Then... why do you tie me up?" Professor Tang finally could say the whole thing when he said this third sentence.

"Hehe..." Zilin smiled, "Of course it's for your safety." As he said, he pushed the "therapeutic device" beside the bed and started wiring Professor Tang.

"You! What are you going to do?" Professor Tang screamed in shock when he saw this.

"Because you may not be willing to say what I want to talk to you. Even if you force yourself to say it... it may be adulterated. Therefore, it is best to use this machine to assist our conversation... so that you can ensure that you say everything you know and that everything you say is true." Zilin continued.

"You are a slut... uh uh uh..." Professor Tang was about to curse, but his words were interrupted by the severe pain caused by an electric shock.

"Well... is this how often you usually use 'treatment' for people..." Zilin finished the sound wave and read in a very relaxed tone, "I have to say that you are a half-baked guy, just not good... It is obviously a very functional instrument, but it is used so roughly. Let me teach you how big the gap between Van Gogh and the open art classes of third-rate community colleges is."

"Ha...ha...you...do you...you know who my backer is?" Professor Tang gasped and glared at Zi Lin fiercely.

"Haha...you will answer quickly..." Zilin chuckled twice, "Don't worry, I have a lot of things to ask, come one by one." When he said this, he had quickly adjusted the indexes on the treatment device.

This attitude made Professor Tang furious: "I tell you, no matter what you are from, you can't afford to offend the forces behind me. If you dare to mess with me again... uh— uh uh uh uh… ah ah…"

Another electric current interrupted his intimidation.

The effect of this time is different from the last time, with adjustments to the intensity, waveform, phase, frequency, etc.... It caused a burning sensation to be emitted by Uncle Tang's lungs.

"Well... it's good, the readings are quite accurate." After the electric wave, Zilin muttered, it seemed... his wave was just a test, "It's OK..." As he said that, he picked up a vise from the table, cut the heads of several lines on the treatment device, and then "smashed" a few metal pieces to make the shape of a clip, and then... began to untie Professor Tang's clothes, "Which question should I start asking... Well... Ask a simple one first..." He paused maliciously, waited for a few seconds, and asked with a smile, "Do you think... is this a 'talk'... or is it 'punishing you'?"

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November 25th, 18:15 pm.

The "conversation" between Zilin and Professor Tang has come to an end.

Zilin was convinced that he had asked everything he wanted to ask, and even he knew a lot of things he didn't want to know.

However, he was still not in a good mood.

Because... "Faceless" ran away, and it ran away under his nose.

Zilin's companion sent a message in the afternoon. After examination, there was no faceless among the "patients" controlled by nanomechanical virus... It can be ruled out that he pretended to be controlled and mixed in the crowd.
To be continued...